three feet away from me

After a stick of incense, Wen Xucong sat down at the table and straightened his clothes calmly.

Du Xingqing huddled in the corner of the wall, his clothes scattered in a mess, and said aggrievedly, "Oh~"

The veins on the forehead twitched, and Wen Xucong glanced across.

He didn't play hard, and he didn't know who to show this guy wronged.

"Cough!" Du Xingqing immediately jumped up from the ground, patted the dust off his body, and sat down next to Wen Xucong as if nothing had happened.

"We're finally in."

Wen Xu gave a humming hum.

"What's the matter with you, a little boy," the little prince taught him dissatisfied, "now we are grasshoppers on the same rope, look at your serious and serious appearance, without me, you can thank me openly and honestly." Come in through the gate of the mansion?"

I just vented a bit, and now I don't have the desire to do anything, but our little prime minister can make Du Xingqing lose terribly with just one mouth.

"If you want to enter Xie's mansion openly," Wen Xucong turned and faced him, "You can use your name or my name to make a greeting card, no matter if you walk in dignifiedly, it is Xie Zelai who came to the gate of the courtyard." It is inevitable to welcome you everywhere."

"Uh, this..." Little Hou Ye opened his mouth dumb.

"But we are here for the military talisman. If we want to enter Xie's mansion openly, I'm afraid it won't work." Wen Xucong refuted for him understandingly, with no expression on his fair face.

"..." For some reason, the right word was stuck in his throat, unable to say anything, Du Xingqing shrank to the side, his intuition told him to be careful.

"The king and concubine of Pingyang are still alive, but the young master's method is not appropriate."

Wen Xucong can still remember how Du Xingqing made up a tragic life experience to deceive the housekeeper.

"My brother and I are children in a small town near the capital. We still have a little food left in our family. However, a few years ago when the bandits made trouble, more than half of the people in the town died, and our parents also died tragically. I took my brother and fought with the bandits all the way. Fighting to the death, this is how I escaped."

The butler was stunned when he heard this, and moved them with compassion and asked them to find a job in the house to make a living.

"Cough!" Du Xingqing gave a fake cough: "That's all expedient measures, expedient measures."

"Well," Wen Xucong said in a low voice, like water flowing towards the mountain stream, very pleasant to hear: "So I didn't use this matter to blackmail Young Master."

"..." People who talk little always hit the nail on the head. Du Xingqing has heard this truth before, but today, he has experienced it by himself, especially the person who hit the nail on the head and will take revenge. It is really indescribable.

"Don't talk about this, don't talk about this, let's talk about business." Du Xingqing rubbed his face and forcibly changed the topic to the soldier amulet: "We are now in the Xie Mansion, and the master has already asked for leave. Next, we will concentrate on It's about the military talisman."

"We are in the Xie Mansion, as long as we know where Xie Ze put the soldier talisman, the next step will not be difficult."

The two discussed stealing other people's things on their territory, and the discussion was very frank, and they even had a bit of a charge. The leader who killed the enemy paid attention to the art of war, but the two finally reached an agreement when the sun was setting. He stayed in the mansion, secretly found out where the soldier talisman was, and then quietly stole the soldier talisman away.

The sun was setting outside, Wen Xucong stood up.

"what are you doing?"

"rest."

"Dinner hasn't been eaten yet! Are you going to rest?"

"I do not want to eat!"

It's not that I don't want to eat it, but I just don't know where to eat it, so I just don't eat it.

"Success, Mr. Wen, sit down for a while, and I'll find you something to eat." Du Xingqing resigned himself to his fate and walked out of the house with the teapot. This ancestor was stalked by him, so how could he make him hungry.

Wen Xucong looked at Du Xingqing's back as he was leaving the house, and wanted to say no trouble, but remembering that the young master was so precious, he had to have dinner, so he held back the words that came out of his mouth.

As soon as Du Xingqing left, the room became quiet. Wen Xu sat for a while, and felt that he felt a little sorry for sitting here waiting for someone to find something to eat, so the prime minister, who was also born without doing any heavy work, wiped it with his hands. He wiped the table, but the table was not dirty, the little boy with a cold face withdrew his hand.

He sat for a while, but Du Xingqing still didn't come back, the little prime minister lowered his head again, and gently blew the non-existing dust on the chair with his mouth, and also blew on the chair for Du Xingqing by the way.

After finishing all this, Wen Xucong looked out the window and silently pursed her lips. It looked a little darker than before, but Du Xingqing was still nowhere to be seen.

Wen Xucong dusted every chair, and the only bed frame in the house was held together by a few branches from the tree outside the house, and cleaned cleanly. When he wanted to see if there was anything else in the house that needed to be cleaned, footsteps came from the door, and Du Xingqing came back with a food box in one hand and a teapot in the other.

"Young master of the prime minister's family, I'm back!"

Wen Xucong curled up her fingers uncomfortably, trying to ask him not to yell like that, but also felt that it would be stingy for me to fuss over such a trivial matter while others were running around for dinner.

Just as Wen Xucong was still tangled by the bed.

Du Xingqing saw clearly what was in his hand: "What is that in your hand? This room is too dark, and you don't even light a lamp."

Finding the fire pocket, Du Xingqing blew on it, lit the oil lamp on the table, and the hut was instantly illuminated by the glowing candlelight, Du Xingqing extinguished the fire pocket, and turned to look: "You are tidying the bed! "

The branch in his hand was tightened by Wen Xu, and he didn't know why, so he hummed lightly.

"It's really good," Du Xingqing praised, and then laid out everything in the food box and waved to him: "Come over and eat, although the food here is a bit simple, but people are under the eaves, waiting for us to get the soldier amulet Now, I'll take you out to eat delicious food."

Under the candlelight, half of Du Xingqing's face was hidden in the shadow, and the other half of his face was incomparably handsome under the light. The smile in the corner of his eyes was as soothing as the warm winter sun.

Wen Xucong was pulled to sit at the table by him, and Du Xingqing forced a cup of hot water into his hand.

"I boiled this water in the kitchen, so don't worry if you can't drink it. I saw you holding the cup many times this afternoon. If you want to drink water, don't say it. Drink a glass of water before eating, which is good for your health."

The tea in his hand was still steaming, Wen Xu was taken aback for a moment, lowered his head and said nothing in a daze.

"What's the matter with you?" Du Xingqing gave him a hand to hold the porridge, and almost panicked, he grabbed Wen Xucong's shoulder. Du Xingqing was worried: "You can't be used to being here, you feel like home!"

"No." Wen Xucong avoided his hand and lowered his head to drink water.

"That's okay," Du Xingqing looked carefully under the lamp, and saw that Wen Xucong's expression and attitude were normal, and his tone of voice was also normal, but his voice was a little softer than before. Du Xingqing was a little relieved, let's take this as he was tired, I just don't want to talk.

"Then you eat more," Du Xingqing pushed all the side dishes in front of Wen Xucong, stir-fried shredded potatoes, seasonal vegetables and shrimps, fried pork with bamboo shoots, and a plate of small mushrooms. The table in front of Wen Xucong was full, and finally , put a bowl of clear porridge in front of him: "Here, your porridge."

Wen Xu drank the water in the glass in a small sip, and when he raised his eyes, there was a pair of chopsticks in his hands. He was taken aback for another moment, and when Du Xingqing said something with a smile, he didn't hear clearly, so he suddenly took it Picked up a piece of mushroom with chopsticks.

"You like to eat mushrooms!" Du Xingqing put the mushrooms in the place closest to him: "I'll eat them all for you."

Wen Xucong took a small bite of the mushroom, looked at the dish in front of him for a while, and said in a low voice, "Thank you."

"You're welcome," Du Xingqing narrowed his eyes and took a big mouthful of porridge: "You eat more, I kidnapped you here, if you lose weight, I can't explain it to the prime minister."

Wen Xucong ate the food but didn't speak.

Du Xingqing went to see him, Qingjun's young master was sitting under the lamp, eating vegetables obediently, sipping like a cat, Du Xingqing suddenly laughed, this man is really angry when he is angry, and he is really easy to coax , was cheated in one meal.